Memoirmonth Stories

A collection of short stories and poems that I write for enjoyment. None are designed for publication, but I hope you enjoy them.

Funny thing is, I hate poetry. this is a collection of every poem I've ever written...

Leah Harris is an average 18 year old girl who lives with her younger sister, Maia, who is 17 . They have both graduated highschool and moved from their home in Australia to a flat in London where they will start a new life while attending Oxford University. Their first couple of weeks in Uni have been great; they have been able to settle in and meet new people, but what happens when Leah meets mister perfect? Will he be her dream guy or her worst nightmare? In this story of romance and deception, Leah and Maia will learn the ways of the real world and that everyone is not who they appear to be...

This is for my Dad who died on Nov. 18, 2013 I love you Daddy :'( <3

This was just a quick little memoir that I wrote for an assignment in school and I felt like adding it to wattpad. I hope u enjoy. :)

A short story about a girl I met in Istanbul.

HEY, YOU!! Yeah, you! Have you ever wanted to see "SMEE!!!" the musical? Be chased by a Hellhorse? Out-maths a P.E. teacher? Say "hello potato ice cream" in Welsh? Well, neither did I - but here's how it all happened anyway. #memoirmonth

Dating back in college was a horror for an overweight girl. Guys chose the skinny girls over the fuller-figured ones any day, and getting a date for an event became a nightmare. Never mind that I was on the Dean's List, never mind that I was the editor of my college newspaper or that I was a published poet, never mind that people complimented my taste in clothes or that I always had a smile on my face. Forget that I made sure I was always up-to-date on the news so that I could converse on just about any topic. None of that mattered on date night. The same young men who asked for my help in Composition and Rhetoric or Advanced Statistics didn't know I existed when they were looking for someone to ask out for Friday night. They gave me a casual "Hi" as they passed me by on campus or in town on a weekend evening. They were looking for a hot date and I didn't qualify. To make matters worse, my female friends were all thin girls. One girl in my dorm who was slender and gorgeous had allergies to many different foods, so she had very little choice in what she could eat. I started wishing I had allergies. This poor girl literally couldn't eat, and I envied her.

This is my 'May is Memoir Month' submission. Hope you like it! It is rather embarrassing moment I had a few years ago that is still embedded in my mind. @-@

The Adventure of Byron and Jacobis -- Kendall Daddo and his children invite you to join them as they drive down the highway on a short road trip to spend the afternoon with Grandpa. During the drive, Kendall, as usual, seizes the opportunity to pass the time by telling the children a story. Join them as they break through the confines of minivan space and enter the world of an adventurous boy, named Byron, and an interesting little man, named Jacobis, whom Byron met one day while enjoying the company of one of his dearest friends, Old Oaken, a magnificent mature oak tree that is neatly tucked away at the edge of a clearing in the middle of the woods that grow just a short bike ride outside of Byron's town.

This is the story of my experience on my year 9 summer camp. This experience can be closely related to hell. All you guys are probably thinking "It can't be THAT bad!" But let me tell you, if the government found out what was going on there, they would shut that place down faster than Paris Hilton's singing career disappeared. Note: All these events are true stories

"She wanted peace, but she had no idea what a nightmare she pulled her loved ones in. " My best friend gave up a while ago. In other words, she killed herself. Since then, we've all been a wreck. This is a book for every person who had to go through the guilt.